GOB: ^_^ New Chapter! I just posted up chapter 24 of Dangerous Memories, and now I'm updating Depth, and then Dangerous Memories, and when I feel like it, my humor fic! YAY! And please check out the newest chapter to Dangerous Memories if you're a Kai fan, 'cause it's Kai, all Kai! ^_^

Kai: Isn't this supposed to be an angst fic?

GOB: ^_^ That's what I put in the genre, so yah. Why do you ask? ^_^

Kai: Never mind.

Secret-Service-Agent: If she owned Beyblade, there'd be a kazillion Secret- Service-Agent's guarding her, not just little old me keeping you from tearing her up alive for not updating in forever!

GOB: OK, someone said how they didn't like how the last chapter was all P.O.V.'s. and I agree with them. I wanted to put more in that chapter, but it was already pretty long. So this chapter, and all the ones after (I hope) will be done in the same style as the first 2 chapters I wrote! If you have any questions, please ask! Only once in a while will I put all of their P.O.V.'s and call that a chapter. And if you want to know why the chapter titles are the way they are, read the author note at the end of this chapter! And you will find out soon, if not in this chapter, why Russia was the chosen destination of Hiwatari Kai, and just how deep the bonds of friendship can really run...

(I just loved that, it was soooooo dramatic ^_^)

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Kai sighed, he had been trying to get some sleep since the plane took off, but it was now painfully obvious that it wasn't meant to be. It wasn't meant to be, just like it wasn't meant for him to remain with the Bladebreakers. He hated the thought of them being sad, hurt, or in pain, because of him.

He had already caused enough people pain. By ignoring them, pretending to hate them... leaving them...

There was only one person left that Kai could trust.

And it was to him where Kai was going.

Back to Russia,

back to the terror,

back to where it all began...

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"Airplane for Japan Airlines Flight 124 to Moscow, Russia, now boarding at Gate 12. That's Japan Airlines Flight 124 to Moscow, Russia..." The crackling voice over the airport terminal's intercom snapped the Bladebreakers, or what was left of the Bladebreakers, out of their thoughts.

Just by glancing around at the others' faces, Max could tell that they were all thinking about what had happened, about Kai. He was positive that by now, they had all realized just how important the quiet, strong, cold blader was to their team, to them.

"Come on guys, let's go," Rei said quietly, taking charge, as it was painfully obvious that none of them wanted to be the one to take Kai's role of leadership, "That's our flight."

No one moved, though. No one wanted to be jerked out of their thoughts, just as they were beginning to realize the value of what they all had just abruptly lost. But they were now, more than ever, determined to find him.

Even if they had to search through ever square centimeter (1 inch = 2.5 centimeters for you United States of Americans {Canadian's are technically Americans too, North Americans}) of Moscow to find him.

After all, what's lost is usually found...

But then again...

Not... everything... is found again.

Some things just disappear for good.

And it's only then you realize how damn important it was, even if it was something you always thought you could do...

Without...

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Kai glanced around him. Most of the other people on the airplane were asleep or watching the movie. Kai looked at the movie screen. It was some tired old film about two people on a mission to save the world. One was a complete idiot, the other was one of those so-called 'beautiful' people, those oh-so-perfect people that could made you so damn sick.

He sighed and once again, pulled out his journal. He was seriously depressed.

He took out a pen, he absolutely detested pencils, and began to write. No one really noticed that the young teen, sitting all alone, writing in his book, was filled with pain.

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Rei sighed, then repeated, though this time pulling up Tyson and Kenny as he rose, "Come on guys, that's our flight. Time to go."

The others rose reluctantly, before Max suddenly said,

"The sooner we get to Moscow, the sooner we can find Kai, the sooner we can get him to re-join the Bladebreakers, the sooner we leave Russia, the sooner things can go back to normal."

The moment those words left his mouth, he began to run to the boarding gate. The others paused for a moment, then followed Max's lead. Past 9, 10, 11, then finally reaching their gate, Gate number 12. They quietly entered the airplane, each quickly drifting back into their own private, worry- filled, thoughts...

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{*"* What Kai's Writing In His Journal *"*}

Stupid world.

Stupid Life.

I wish I was dead.

Screw that, I wish everyone else was dead. That way I wouldn't have to worry about letting someone down, hurting someone, not being good enough for someone.

I wish I never met 'someone'.

*---------------------* I can't keep going on,

*---------------------* I'll never be good enough for you.

*---------------------* I don't understand what's going on,

*---------------------* Not even a single clue.

*---------------------* Giving in is all that's left,

*---------------------* All that's left for me,

*---------------------* I wish that you would open your eyes,

*---------------------* And that you would actually see.

*---------------------* I'm dead, dead as can be,

*---------------------* Deader than anything before.

*---------------------* To you and everyone else,

*---------------------* You'll never realize what's in store...

*---------------------* For someone as messed up, as me.

(* Another poem written by me on the spot. Please tell me what you think!*)

I don't know what I am going to say to him. I e-mailed him to let him know I'm coming, and where I'm staying. That was it. I didn't tell him why I was coming, or anything other than when I was coming, and where I was staying.

He wrote back telling me he'd meet me at the airport, and that he wouldn't tell anyone else I was there. I don't really know why we're still friends, especially after everything that happened.

Maybe it's because, believe it or not, we've been through worse. But we always managed to pull each other through all the pain and misery, probably because we knew no one else would.

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Sitting in the front of the plane, so they could get out as fast as possible, were the four remaining Bladebreakers, each one doing what they could to pass the time.

Kenny sat with Dizzi open on his lap, researching all the areas they thought Kai would probably go to.

Tyson sat with his headphones on, trying to lose himself in the movie.

Rei sat listening to music, while drumming his fingers impatiently against the armrest.

Max just sat there. Staring out the window. And staring. And staring.

They were all impatiently awaiting the plane's arrival in Moscow, and more importantly, they were all drifting into a pit of bottomless blame. A pit of bottomless self-blame. Each thought that they were to blame, for Kai's departure.

None of them were willing to try and speak. They knew that it would just lead to more hurt.

It was better to just go find their captain, and try to bring him back. Back to where he belonged.

Or at least...

Where they thought he belonged.

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"Hello? This is Stanley Dickinson. I was wondering if you had any information as to where a Hiwatari Kai might be staying in Moscow."

"Oh no! There's no problem. I just seemed to have misplaced the information he gave me before the trip. The Bladebreakers were due for a vacation."

"Oh, I see. That is very all right. I'll just check with the other Bladebreakers, though I due hate to bother them."

"OK, thank you anyway. Good bye."

Stanley Dickinson hung up the phone. It seemed no one knew where Kai was staying, or if they did, they kept the information to themselves. He was extremely worried about Kai, but it would do no good to alert the world about his disappearance.

Knowing how many fans Kai had, it could create quite an uproar. Besides, he knew that he had a better chance of bringing Kai back without all the media fuss.

Kai never did like all that extravagance...

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"Please store your trays in an upright position and prepare for landing..."

Kai sighed. It was about time. He got his carry-on bag and slowly made his way out the plane, and into the airport terminal. He glanced around, and not seeing him, made his way to the baggage claim carousel.

"Don't bother, I already got your bags."

Kai turned around and said one word,

"Tala."

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GOB: Well? What do you think? And Yes Tala as in Demolition Boy Tala. I can't help it if I like him too. He, Kai, and Max are all co-starring in this fic!

Kai: Hn.

Tala: Whatever.

Max: YAY! ^_^

GOB: How the hell am I going to make this fic make sense with these three???

Kai: Just get on with.

GOB: Fine. Okay. The reason the chapters are all named what they are is because I looked up 'alone' in the Thesaurus, and came up with 'solitary', 'Forsaken', ect. They fir the story, and sound cool. There.

Secret-Service-Agent: Review now please! *Hold up gun and smirks maliciously* Or else!